As soon as the Zhou family's procrastination trick came out, without waiting for Da Lang to refute it, it was strongly suppressed by the Zhou family, and the Song family returned to its previous calm.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and in the blink of an eye it is the winter solstice.

Song Qingyuan wore thick cotton clothes and cotton shoes, sat on the kang, took out the remaining rabbit skin, and prepared to make several pairs of rabbit skin gloves.

With gloves, she doesn't have to freeze her fingers red every time she goes out.

A rabbit skin is more than enough to make two pairs of gloves.

Song Qingyuan first folded the rabbit skin in half, took out scissors, and cut them in turn.

Then put your little hand on the rabbit skin, take out a small blackened wooden stick, and use black lines to outline the appropriate size.

Give up two centimeters of wealth, cut it according to the shape of the hand, and then change to the other hand.

Then two in pairs, neatly cut, turned over and sewn together.

Song Qingyuan sewed stitch by stitch, and Li came over.

"Yuan'er, it's too wasteful to cut a good rabbit skin" Li Shi looked at the rabbit skin that was cut into several pieces, and flashed distress, even pity.

Song Qingyuan continued to sew without raising his head, "As long as it is useful, it is not a waste." ”

"It's useless to keep the rabbit skin, just use it as a glove, make a few more pairs, and bring out my second brother, third brother and Shiro."

"Mother, do you want to make you a pair too?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"Mother doesn't want gloves" Li swallowed his saliva and said slowly.

No gloves? Song Qingyuan heard Li's words, don't want gloves because you want something else?

Without waiting for Song Qingyuan to figure it out, Li said flatteringly to Song Qingyuan, "Good girl, make a leather jacket for your mother!" ”

Zhou was wearing a new leather jacket, which was particularly stylish and stylish, and Li looked at it and was envious for a long time.

"Your grandmother has a leather jacket, but your mother doesn't have it," Li said aggrievedly, "Yuan'er, you can't be so eccentric." ”

Song Qingyuan chuckled, is her mother being coquettish?

Don't glove, you want a leather jacket, "tsk" is really greedy.

"Mother, you already have a new padded jacket, and then make a new leather jacket, is this appropriate?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"What's wrong with that" Li disagreed, "My daughter's rabbit skin, what's wrong with making me a leather jacket, who can say anything." ”

"Girl, just make one for your mother!" Lee prayed.

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "This is really not good!" "I made a leather jacket for the Li family, and there is not much rabbit skin left.

Seeing Song Qingyuan's resolute disagreement, Li sighed, bit his lip, and said, "Then or, just like you, be a horse clip!" ”

"There are few rabbit skins used to make horse clips, and you still have so many rabbit skins, so give a few pieces to your mother." Li shook Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan was crooked by a needle pricked by Li Shihuang, stopped, and glanced Li up and down.

Said helplessly, "Mother, with your figure, to make a horse clip, use at least six pieces, which is as much as the milk used to make a leather jacket." ”

Li Shi pushed Song Qingyuan, "You dislike your mother's fatness!" ”

Li Shi rolled his eyes, turned his head depressedly, and said with a roll of his eyes, "Yuan'er, why don't you give your mother five yuan, and your mother will make a small one." ”

"Don't you dislike your mother's fatness, your mother looks at the horse clip, and she has the motivation to lose weight." Li Shi looked at Song Qingyuan eagerly.

"Poof!" Song Qingyuan was amused, her mother is really talented.

Never mind! Since you like it, give it to her, and save her from being entangled every day.

Still

"If you want rabbit skins, you can help me make gloves first, and if you do well, you will be rewarded, five rabbit skins." Song Qingyuan made a condition.

"Okay! Yes! Yes! Li nodded hurriedly, "My mother's needlework is good now, and I will definitely make the gloves beautiful for you." ”

Song Qingyuan smiled with relief, Li's needlework has indeed improved a lot under her supervision.

After a day's work, eight pairs of gloves were done, and Song Qingyuan gave the remaining five rabbit skins to Li, and since then, there is no rabbit skin left in Song Qingyuan's hand.

Put the gloves on your hands and go out for a walk.

"It's really warm." Song Qingyuan said with a smile, pulled Shiro over, and put the smallest glove on Shiro's hand, "When you go out to play in the future, remember to take it with you." ”

"Uh-huh!" Shiro's little head straightened, and he looked at the rabbit skin gloves in his hand beautifully, and the smugness flashed in the corners of his eyes, "Sister, I'll go and play with Dongzi and them." ”

After saying that, Shiro ran away on his short legs.

Thinking of the Li family who went to Song Lao Liu's house with gloves and looked for Aunt Chunlai, Song Qingyuan shook his head, Shiro, this love of showing off has completely inherited the Li family.

It has to be said that Lee's genes are very strong.

Eight pairs of gloves, four pairs of white, four pairs of black.

White, Song Qingyuan left a pair, Shilang, and Li's one pair.

Gray, Song Chengyi, Erlang, and San Lang each have a pair.

There was one black and one white left, and Song Qingyuan was going to give it to the Zhou family and Old Man Song.

As soon as he left the house, the courtyard door of the Song family opened.

A middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a brown cotton robe, carrying two boxes of bad cakes, followed by Song Qinglian.

Song Qinglian was wearing a brand-new, aqua blue tight-fitting winter coat, wrapping her already slender figure more exquisitely.

A small face is cold and red, and it is even more delicate and cute.

The cool breeze hit, shivering, and there was the beauty of pity that I saw.

Song Qingyuan was surprised, it seems that the affairs of the Hu family not only did not hit Song Qinglian, but Song Qinglian lived a better life.

Looking at Song Qinglian's spirit, and then looking at the new clothes Song Qinglian was wearing, it is not difficult to guess that Song Qinglian is having a good time these days.

I really didn't expect that Song Qinglian's uncle's family would be so good to Song Qinglian, and they would take Song Qinglian's share when making new cotton clothes.

"Sister Lian'er is back," Song Qingyuan shouted with a smile.

Counting the days, Song Qinglian has been out for more than two months, and it's time to come back.

Hearing Song Qingyuan's greeting, Song Qinglian raised her head faintly, her eyes widened for a moment, and she was suddenly stunned.

Song Qinglian settled down, what did she see?

I saw Song Qingyuan wearing a new cotton jacket, a leather horse jacket on the outside, fur gloves in his hand, and a pair of gold studs reflecting golden light under the sunlight.

Song Qingyuan has lost a lot of weight, and compared with a few months ago, only baby fat remains.

Song Qingyuan, who has lost weight, is white and good-looking, smiling slightly, indescribably smart, a pair of eyes, shining in winter, and exuding transparency all over the body.

People who get along with each other every day may not feel that Song Qinglian, who has been away for more than two months, is shocked

How can it change so much?

Looking at Song Qingyuan's dress, and then looking at the new clothes on her body, Song Qinglian pouted angrily, she was compared

"This is my home, of course I'm coming back," Song Qinglian said angrily.

Song Qingyuan looked confused, did she provoke Song Qinglian?

Did they just meet? Don't be so inexplicable.